There's no point to any of this. It's all just a...a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know...a quarter-pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter becomes a cackle. And I sit back, and I...I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.

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Reality Bites. Directed by Ben Stiller, Jersey Films, 1994.